It’s been fifteen months since I posted my last original poetry. It hasn’t been fifteen months since I wrote my last poem, but a lot has happened in the last fifteen months and WitGlass posts and podcasts took a backseat. This poem was one of the poems I wrote in response to our family dog’s recent death.

The new macOS High Sierra has arrived and brought with it a new iTunes. People have long asked Apple to reduce the bloat of the iTunes app on macOS, and this new version does that. Whether it does that well or not is a matter for discussion.

This headline probably already generated a half-dozen ideas in your mind, with one or two standing out from the rest. If you started a list, you could probably come up with a full dozen or more things about the Las Vegas mass shooting that are troubling.

This is my second original poem posted here on Wit.Glass. This one originated nearly two-and-a-half years ago as a poem, but the story it tells is more than twenty years old. It is a true story—as well as I am able to re-member the fragments that remain in my memory. I have also live-recorded a spoken word performance of the poem.

James Blunt’s music has been an irregular yet frequent feature of my playlists for the past ten years, starting with his album *All the Lost Souls,* released in 2007. That album was not my introduction to James Blunt—I was familiar already with his previous radio releases—but it was my introduction to his albums as whole units.

Twenty years ago, I was deep in pursuit of my undergraduate degree, and as much as I loved technology, my budget for technology was $0, so I didn’t spend much time thinking about technology except for what I perceived to be of immediate use to me.

I’ve been promising poetry, and here is your first original poem introduced exclusively on WitGlass. This poem is the longest poem I’ve written to date, and because of its length, it seemed the perfect way to introduce poetry here on WitGlass, not just in written form but in spoken form, as well. So I live-recorded a spoken word performance of the poem, as well, and broadcast it is part of an episode of my podcast *WitGlass Unfiltered.*

Despite my lack of Pro Mac products, I have watched and listened in pain as Apple remained silent on the Mac Pro, as users complained about the status of the Mac Pro. I have always felt that at its core, Apple is a “Pro” company; its products are designed to reach as close to the ideal as possible for all-around usability. So more recently, as I listened for word from Apple about their ultimate Pro Mac machine, I felt that this could be a watershed moment for the company. In my humble opinion, if the company were to abandon the Mac Pro market, it would signal the end of the company as we know it.